Martial Alchemy Sovereign

At this moment, under Su Ling's guidance, Old Leng could be considered to have wholeheartedly accepted Su Ling's advice. He followed Su Ling's instructions and threw the ingredients needed to concoct the Spirit Pill into the furnace, maintaining a high degree of focus and control the furnace's temperature.

Time passed second by second. The medicinal herbs thrown into the furnace gradually turned into crystal clear liquid that flowed into the furnace. This liquid was the essence condensed from the medicinal herbs.

Old Leng used his soul force to observe the medicinal essence within the pill furnace. Following Su Ling's instructions, he combined the medicinal essence in a certain proportion. At this moment, he did not dare to hesitate at all and he did not dare to be distracted even a little.

"The Red Mystery Grass is a hot medicinal herb. Only three parts of the essence condensed from it can be left behind. The other seven parts must all be abandoned."

Although Su Ling's soul force had yet to reach the level of refining a third grade pill, as a spectator, he was able to see the ratio of the medicinal ingredients within the furnace. He had clearly observed a moment ago that Old Leng had only given up on refining a fifth of the Red Illusion Grass's essence.

In other words, the essence condensed from the Red Wanderer Grass in the alchemy furnace was two times more than what Su Ling mentioned.

"Mister Wu Chen, I clearly remember that when refining the Spirit Pill, one must leave five points for the essence of the Red Illusion Grass!"

Hearing Su Ling's words, Elder Leng became suspicious and could not help but frown. He did not follow Su Ling's words and gave up on seven percent of the essence of the Red Illusion Grass.

Although Old Leng's control over his soul force was far inferior to Su Ling's, Old Leng was certain that he had read in the books about the ratio of the medicinal ingredients needed to refine a Spirit Pill.

"Sigh …"

He knew that the book had recorded that the ratio of the Red Illusion Grass to the Spirit Pill was five points, but the book only recorded the refining process of an ordinary Spirit Pill. If he refined according to the book, he would at most be able to refine a mid-tier Spirit Pill.

To Su Ling, refining a medium-grade spirit-soul pill was no different from refining a crippled pill.

"Core Formation!"

At this moment, Elder Leng suddenly spoke with excitement. He slammed his right hand on the pill furnace and a blood-red pill shot out.

Old Leng stretched out his hand and grabbed the blood-red pill. The pill he had just refined was still rather hot, but Old Leng could not wait to see the quality of the Spirit Pill he had refined.

"Stop looking, low rank soul pill."

Su Ling, who was standing at the side, shook his head helplessly. With a disappointed expression, he continued, "The ratio of the Red Illusion Grass can only be used three parts at most. Because the Red Illusion Grass is a hot herb which is not suitable to be used in large quantities, and you just used five points."

"If this is the only problem, then you might be able to refine a mid rank Spirit Pill, but you were five seconds ahead of the time when you tried to condense the pill just now. These mistakes caused the Spirit Pill you refined to be at most a low rank Spirit Pill."

He quickly opened his hand and looked at the blood-red pill in his palm. When he saw the pill in his palm, he was stunned for a moment before he quickly reacted and looked at Su Ling with a surprised expression, as if he was looking at a devil.

All of these things were just as Su Ling had said. The Spirit Pill that he had refined was indeed just a low-grade pill. Moreover, the Spirit Soul Pill he refined had another fatal problem, and that was that it was incomplete. The lack of a small piece was obviously due to the premature formation of the pill.

"Mister Wu Chen, I …"

Earlier, he acted on his own initiative and did not follow Su Ling's instructions to choose the ratio of the Red Illusion Grass, directly causing the Spirit Soul Pill refined by Old Leng to be worthless without any medicinal effects. This caused Old Leng to feel ashamed, and he did not even know how to face Su Ling.

"It's not surprising that you failed to refine a pill. I won't blame you this time." "Now, there are only nine sets of ingredients left. I hope that you can refine nine top quality Spirit Dans under my guidance. This also means that you cannot make a single mistake. You must follow my instructions strictly."

Every alchemist had their own willpower. Although the main reason for the failure was because Old Leng did not do as Su Ling said, Su Ling had to bear a small part of the responsibility.

Thus, Su Ling did not blame Old Leng. However, he did not wish for similar problems to occur during the process of refining the Spirit Pill.

"Yes, Mr. Wu Chen. I will definitely follow your instructions. As for the ratio of Red Mage Grass, I will get as much as you say. Whenever you say Core Formation, I will do so. I will never again make any mistakes that I thought I was doing. "

After the previous failure, Old Leng did not question Su Ling at all. He was now completely convinced by Su Ling's words.

Whatever Su Ling said about refining the following pills, he would do it. He would absolutely not act against Su Ling again.

Very quickly, under Su Ling's guidance, Old Leng lit up the cauldron once again and threw the medicinal herbs into the cauldron.

Time flew. Before long, Old Leng once again encountered the problem of the ratio of medicinal herbs. But this time, Old Man Leng strictly followed Su Ling's instructions and controlled the ratio of the Red Illusion Grass to three points. He did not dare to make his own decisions.

"Mister Wu Chen, when will you condense the pill?"

Old Leng controlled his soul force to observe the situation within the furnace. However, according to his judgement, he had already missed the best time to condense the pill. If he continued to refine, the medicinal essence within the furnace might be destroyed.

"Focus!"

Facing Old Leng's repeated distractions, Su Ling coldly reprimanded, "Don't be distracted anymore."

"Yes sir!"

Keeping his focus, Elder Leng could not help but clench his teeth. It had already been half a minute since the pill had formed.

"This is the moment to condense the core!"

Suddenly, Su Ling was very excited and shouted loudly.

In that instant, Elder Leng was already prepared to condense the pill. The mystical Qi in his body surged out as it condensed the essence in the furnace.

Soon after, Elder Leng's expression turned serious. He placed his right hand on the pill furnace, and with a 'bang', a blood-red pill flew out.

Elder Leng immediately took action. He grabbed the blood-red medicinal pill, and in that instant, Elder Leng could smell the rich fragrance of the medicinal pill.

"Could it be …"

Smelling the refreshing fragrance, Elder Leng's expression changed drastically. He quickly opened his palm and looked at the pill in it.

"Supreme quality spirit soul pill!" It was actually a supreme grade Soul Dan. I really didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would actually have the chance to refine a top-grade medicinal pill with my own hands, and a Grade Three medicinal pill at that. "

Looking at the blood-red elixir in his palm, it was plump and had a fragrant smell. It was obviously a top quality Soul Pill. Elder Leng could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart as he said this, trembling.